Sometimes, You and I

Wet Leaf

Sometimes,

in the rainy days of autumn
the wind whistles your name
underneath the umbrella of my thoughts.

You

stick to my mind
like a wet leaf on damp earth
brought by cold and dark

and I

wonder why I still see you
underneath the stones of projects and ambitions.

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Thomas De Moor

Salesman at work, writer at heart. Blogs about science and life at traversetheuniverse.com.

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